Produced by: Ashish Patil
Directed by: Bumpy
Written by: Bumpy, Baljeet Singh Marwah, Omkar Sane & Ishita Moitra Udhwani
Music: Sri Sriram, Kailash Kher, Rochak Kohli, Baba Sehgal & Shameer Tandon
Starring: Riteish Deshmukh, Vivek Aanand Oberoi, Rhea Chakraborty, Baba Sehgal, Sahil Vaid, Bhuvan Arora, Vikram Thapa, Vikram Gokhale, Upendra Limaye & others
I am confused as I write this review. No, it’s not the confusion constructively intended by the writer of a twist-laden thriller. Or do I mean a heist caper? Or is it a comedy? Yes, I am confused. Thanks to the ‘Bumpy’ ride. Pun intended.
As the above lines show, there is confusion firstly about what this film is about. There is even a serious political-builder-trigger-happy hireling-nexus angle. The writers certainly do not seem to know what to give to the audience, and since one of them is also the director, all hopes die out!
In fact, director Bumpy (who gave us the passable but flop “Luv Ka The End” over six years ago), unleashes a “story” that ends with a climax a la “Dhoom:2” (we don’t mean at all of the same calibers), and after the credit titles, gives us a prolonged, boring gag about affording Riteish Deshmukh. Methinks, I will tickle myself to get at least a chortle.
Anyways, the whole film is projected to be a whacky comedy for whatever reason on earth. Never mind if most scenes are unfunny and some scenes not fit for a film of this genre that has been promoted to this extent. We have this absurdly (un)dressed journalist (Rhea Chakraborty) and a needlessly arrogant CBI officer (played by Vivek Aanand Oberoi, yeah, the same guy who has been around since “Company”) named Amjad Khan (so that a patent “Sholay” joke can be cracked) and even an absurd tussle between the CBI (which employs soldier-like men) and the local police, the latter being more interested in using their cell-phones and their masticatory apparatus, besides trying out some moments of slapstick comedy that went out in the ‘80s.
Ah...Oh!...We forgot to speak about the plot. Well, Champak (Riteish Deshmukh) and his two friends Genda (Vikram Thapa) and Gulab (Bhuvan Arora) decide to rob the ‘Bank Of Indians’ on the ‘wrongest’ day possible. It turns out there is a real bank ‘chor’ (bank robber) inside too, and many wheels within wheels – within wheels! CBI man Amjad Khan reveals to the media as he takes position outside the captive bank not to worry as he has a man inside. And then all hell is supposed to break loose. But actually, only boredom does – for the audience.
An interesting premise is then offered for all the asinine things that make up the first hour. But it becomes too convoluted after the revelation. The non-linear format makes things far less interesting. Please, Bumpy-ji, COMEDIES are not meant to be told in flashbacks. Nor are heist capers.
Deshmukh tries his best to salvage things, but we see that he is not able to accomplish this objective. Two more points strike us at this stage: one, and much more vital, that if Kapil Sharma is feeling down today with TRP issues, he should cheer up at what he exited to choose something at least a little better – this film was to be his big-screen debut!
Two, the dialogue writer (Udhwani) seems to have made it her special business to be a part of crazy (in the literal sense) stories like “Half Girlfriend” and this one. She does her job with the utmost clichéd and corny lines.
Oberoi does go a shade over-the-top (!) in trying to reduce the comic element in the film. Deshmukh’s acolytes do well, especially Thapa, and Sahil Vaid, though miscast, is at least sincere. It is sporting of Baba Sehgal to lampoon himself, and Limaye is his usual self. Chakraborty looks like a pale parody of the effervescent Genelia D’Souza Deshmukh (they could have got her here the way things pan out, and no, that’s NOT a spoiler!) and is ho-hum.
And yes, when we see the downhill journey with and after “Mere Dad Ki Maruti,” Y-Films need to brush up their act before people ask “Wh(Y) such films?” Time was when they made a warm and sensible film like “Mujhse Fraaandship Karogi?”